Emmitts POV
I couldn't drive home from the pain in my chest. Once Nic had gone off on me I knew it had been a mistake to come here. I went to the bar where Rodney was once again standing. I took a napkin and started wrote down the address to the pack house with the words I'm sorry. I wrote that because I truly was, she was absolutely right. All I had ever done was caused her pain for five years and here I was getting jealous because she seemed to have moved on. The closer I got to her room I could hear and smell what was going on behind that door.
My chest started to hurt a little bit for some reason. I had attempted to be silent so she would even know nor did I have any intention of looking at what they were doing. However something in me just made me feel like I had to, almost like a m
